No Rules Ang Moh

I saw a piece of half eaten cookie in the bathroom.. where the waste paper basket was, and i guess that must have been the commotion in the bathroom yesterday evening.. when PB was bathing the brat..and the brat must have accidentally dropped the cookie somehow.

The first thing that came to my mind was .. why would someone eat in the bathroom right..?? bathroom so dirty.. germs and all. And if my mother had seen it.. she would have screamed blue murder. But you see.. after coming to “ang moh” town.. and being with “ang moh” hor.. you learn to accept .. that what you practice may not be what they practice.

What PB doesn’t know is .. i really closed two eyes.. to the stuff he is used to.. .even though he still thinks i am anal and paranoid about certain things. I think if he had been with another asian woman.. i bet he would feel the chilli padi… muahhaha!! i learned to be more easy going because we all know.. that you can’t really change a man. If you insist on it hor.. you will only be heading the other way, the resentment is gonna be so much quicker ..and stronger.

So being with “Ang Moh” 101 .. is .. closed 2 eyes..! you think being with “Ang Moh” really so easy ka..??!!??

Oh My Lotus..!!

No lah..!! not the lotus car..! This is even more priceless than the lotus car.

I almost cried.. thinking of what PB did to my lotus.. *sob, sob*.. and it’s the truth.. and nothing but the truth. I asked PB .. “hey .. papa.. where’s my lotus..??” and guess what he said…??? *Slapped my forehead” Yup..! he left it on the basement staircase.. instead of putting them into the fridge..! Aiyoyo..!!! really can cry you know there and then. But i managed to salvage some to make just one pot of soup.. instead of 2 that i had planned.

Yah.. my lotus roots are VERY important..!!

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Help For My Back

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PB bought this a few weeks ago for me. As my back is always feeling sore.. i’ve always asked PB to knock my back for me.. but you know how it is.. about depending on someone else… even though he said.. he doesn’t mind doing it.. but i know it does get tiring right. So buying this massager is great..! no need to wait for PB to be available anymore.. can do it myself.. and got infrared some more..! stylo-malo or not..?

Brownie Points For Papa

Yes.. loads..!! PB did everything.. from decorating to cleaning.. to cooking to entertaining the guests for the brat’s party.. because i am having an ulcer in my tongue. So being in so much pain.. i really wasn’t up to anything. But he not only did all the above.. he cleaned up after the guests left.. and fed chloe.. and bath her. And wash dishes too..!! wah ..!! really put me to shame leh.. hahhahaha!! But yup.. loads of brownie points for the man..!

You Wouldn’t Believe it..!

Yes.. you wouldn’t believe it.. but we are planning for a vacation .. to PEI and New Brunswick next summer..! I know.. we have still got a good few months.. to go.. but still .. it comes quick.. and we’ll have to start saving now. 9 days trip away.. to Halifax, PEI and New Brunswick.. and hotel stay.. and doing just about anything we can… before the brat starts school.

Hopefully, we can convinced the in-laws to go.. and catch some blue grass concerts. Keeping my fingers crossed.

Moms Are Hard To Please

Yes.. first i complained that we are not prepared for the brat’s party.. and when the man brought the brat to order her cake without me.. i got mad..! Afterall, which mummy wouldn’t want a part in picking up the birthday cake right..? Of course the man had his reasons. My fibroids were killing me today.. the whole afternoon.. and only eased off a few hours ago, so he thought he wouldn’t make me walk too much.. and went ahead to bring the brat to pick her own cake at the deli.

Ya.. ya..! i know he meant well.. and all.. blah.. blah.. blah..!! but i still wanna pick my daughter’s birthday cake.. period..! I’m entitled to it you know..! i’m the mummy..!!! First he deprived me of my first treat and tricking with my brat at Halloween .. and now the birthday cake..!! Now i donch even know how my brat’s birthday cake look like until Sunday. Bleh..!

The Love Beyond Ourselves

As parents, we all love our kids. There is only one person i know who doesn’t .. and it is a very sad thing.. to be associated with such a person. The love we have for our own kids, are just beyond words.

A few days ago, i was cooking and PB was playing with the brat.. so as to keep her occupied.. and let me cook in peace. PB had carried the brat on his shoulder .. and while they were giggling.. she hit her head onto the passageway to the bedroom. The bump was loud.. and we were so shocked.. because the brat played pretend dead.. and poor PB .. you can see he was panicking so bad..! Both PB and I .. panicked so bad.. we almost cried..! till we saw that she was ok.

Yes.. as parents .. we know we love our brat so much.. that we cannot think of anything that we would do to hurt her.. or any kids. So it is just beyond me.. how some parents we know.. personally, can ignore and totally not acknowledge their own blood. Men or women who refuses to be responsible for their kids.. they produce, shouldn’t even be given a chance to re-produce.

Not Prepared

The brat’s birthday is just in a few days.. and we are ill-prepared for the party.. because my “thing” just started on Wednesday.. and as you all know .. i have it tough. PB gotta look after the businesses.. so there is really nothing that we’ve done yet.

The birthday cake is yet to be ordered.. although PB had wanted to order it over the phone .. but i insisted that we bring the brat to the deli to let her choose what kinda cake pattern she wants. Party favours need to be bought.. and of course the curtain we bought for the window in our bedroom still haven’t been hung.. coz’ we needed new curtain rods… yet to be bought too. Yup..!! that’s how it is.. when i am not feeling too good. PB needs to be told .. exactly what to do.

A Day Off

Once a month, I get to stay home with my brat.. for the whole day .. till PB comes home from work. Is it a day off..?? nah.. it’s that time of the month again.. so it’s best that i stay home.. so that i donch panic.. and get myself all stained with blood in front of the customer.. and PB have to rush home and get me extra pants. Sometimes i can leak more than once. Yup…! but the pros of course.. i get to be in a cozy house instead of a semi-warm store.. and my brat gets to eat well. And most importantly.. PB gets a break.. from the brat for the whole day.

Messing Up My Plan

The Papa insist on bringing the brat to the birthday party.. even though .. i had instructed him to go over .. and give the birthday boy his present on his own. We were already running late. .and Christmas shopping needs to be on its way. But nevermind, since he came home.. from work.. just to get the brat.. they went.. while i try to shower.. and eat before going.

Obviously, they were late.. they came home only at 4.30pm. And since i haven’t eaten.. i decided to eat first.. and by then.. it was late.. so there goes our shopping plan. Good Papa..!!! But chloe had fun.. and that was good. Men..!!